At that time, the colonists called her the “Nation Destroyer,” or “Francesca the Nation-Toppler.” She possessed countless golden treasures and could even fire gold like bullets to kill people.

Although the Roman Curia could not determine exactly what type of vampire she was—there were simply too many types of vampires across the world's various folklore and legends—nor could they determine her exact age—smart vampires always hid their age.

Besides, outsiders had no way to judge a vampire's age from their appearance; it was truly impossible.

Yet, the Roman Curia still sent experts to hunt her down several times, but unfortunately, they could never truly catch her.

Because every time the Roman Curia caught her tail, Francesca would immediately sever it, abandon the organization she had built, and flee! She never looked back!

Because although she wasn't weak, she was extremely cowardly.

Among vampires, Francesca could clearly be considered very strong. She lacked none of the inherent vampire traits: super strength, extraordinary speed, super regeneration, and immortality. Furthermore, she possessed a secret art that allowed her to turn her blood into gold, manipulate it freely, and utilize it through various types of magic.

However, Francesca never felt she was strong enough.

Magic or supernatural abilities, in the end, were just "weapons." Once the principle of a weapon was exposed and its source identified, the enemy would definitely have means to counter it.

Moreover, she was a vampire after all, and vampires inevitably had inherent weaknesses. Although she didn't fear the holy relics of Christianity, she unavoidably feared the sun and would be burned by sunlight.

Having such a weakness while contending with the Roman Curia, her natural enemy, was simply too fatal for her. To overcome her weakness and break the curse, she needed greater power. Everything was to overcome anxiety and fear, and to live on in peace!

And sooner or later, she would reach the "Apex"!

Such an expert was truly very difficult to catch. Now that she had really fallen into the hands of someone far stronger than her, Francesca, being good at reading the room, immediately brought out what Qi Xing cared about most right now—important intelligence on the "Silver Coin Messenger," Romani Domingo!

It was just that she held her head too high. This high-handed plea for mercy made Qi Xing very dissatisfied.

So, Qi Xing reached out and tore the voodoo mask off Francesca's face.

Revealed beneath the green mask was a small, delicate, and beautiful face with features like a doll, even somewhat uncanny, and a lovely appearance. She certainly looked like a loli, and it was obvious she was of European descent. The color of her pupils was a deep, rich red that could never appear on an ordinary person.

Nation-Toppler? Qi Xing recalled the "title" of this vampire loli before him.

She was indeed quite cute, but to say she was "nation-topplingly beautiful" was a stretch. Unless the monarch of the nation she toppled happened to be a lolicon. Or was the so-called "Nation-Toppler" just a name?

At least Qi Xing could proudly say that as a man, he preferred big breasts.

Although Francesca was being held by Qi Xing, lifted up like a cat, she still wore a confident smile on her face.

However, in her heart, she was already frantically wailing and screaming: (Ahhh! I'm going to be Rep-ed! No, ahhh!)

Qi Xing didn't know what drama she was playing out in her heart. He frowned, holding her, and asked straight away: "Francesca, right? First, you will answer a few questions for me."

"I will sense the Qi in your body. If even one word is suspicious, I will immediately subject you to electric torture, and then ask again."

In Taoist thought, all things are [Qi], and Qi is not just breath and energy, but also the fundamental element that composes everything in heaven and earth. Therefore, those proficient in the method of Qi-prohibition can write instructions for and read instructions from all things in heaven and earth.

Qi Xing's level naturally hadn't reached that extent. But he could touch others and sense the flow and changes of Qi within them to judge whether they were lying, much like a polygraph—just like a polygraph, this method's accuracy wasn't actually perfect.

But since others didn't know exactly how high Qi Xing's lie-detection accuracy was, he could rely on this trick to intimidate people. It was quite useful.

"First of all," Qi Xing asked directly, "how much do you actually know about Romanie Domingo's plan?"

Getting straight to the point, this was naturally the first thing he wanted to ask. Because so far, what Romanie had done was actually very unreasonable.

He told his subordinates that he wanted to create a paradise for black people in Italy and turn all five million people in Rome into black people—that was fine, that part was somewhat understandable.

"If all of humanity becomes black, there will be no racial discrimination." Although Qi Xing couldn't accept this line of thinking, at least its logic might be self-consistent, probably.

But then he made everyone who got rained on spawn alien monsters, which didn't match what he had said before.

Moreover, although Romanie Domingo kept spouting off about a "Black Paradise" to his subordinates, as if he had strong socio-political goals, in reality, he didn't care about the lives of his subordinates at all.

So far, the impression Romanie gave Qi Xing was that he truly didn't consider anything other than the "Silver Coin Messenger" to be human; he was someone who could casually kill a group of his own subordinates for entertainment, and kill or exterminate people at will for amusement.

If he really wanted to turn five million Romans into black people, why didn't he stay at the [world egg] himself, but instead, after fighting Qi Xing, withdrew without a word and didn't take the [world egg] seriously anymore?

With a person like this, saying one thing and doing another, how could Qi Xing believe he really had any political ideals or goals?

But if he didn't have political goals, what the hell was he stirring up right now? Was he really just killing people for fun? That shouldn't be it, right?

"Heh heh—can't understand?" Francesca put her hands on her hips and grinned, "[Rep-Man], it seems you are, after all, a powerhouse of modern civilized society, unable to understand true tyrants and overlords."

Consequently, Qi Xing frowned, reached out, grabbed her head, and applied force: "I've heard that the older a vampire is, the stronger their regenerative ability. I wonder if a five-hundred-year-old vampire can still regenerate after having their head crushed?"

"Wait a second, wait a second, wait a second, wait wait wait!" The vampire loli screamed in terror.

However, even so, there were some things she insisted on saying: "—I am saying this seriously! [Rep-Man]! You are grabbing my head now, but in essence, you are still trying to intimidate me; it is to make me obediently divulge the information—it is a utilitarian logic!"

"That is why you don't understand true tyrants and overlords!"

What? Qi Xing was indeed stunned for a moment.

On the contrary, Lady Remina, who was watching from the sidelines and was also an ancient person, chimed in at this moment: "Kid Qi Xing, actually, what she said is not wrong. Think carefully, those African tyrants who claimed to be doing it for the good of black people, but ended up tormenting black people the most—aren't they all black people themselves?"

Claiming to build a paradise on their lips, but in reality, not treating people like humans at all—that's nothing strange. In the Rwandan genocide, were they killing white people?

Tyrants treating the populace like pigs is considered a relatively high moral standard; treating them as humans is just wishful thinking. What paradise? It's just a slogan, essentially the same as "Amitabha." A true overlord never places slogans above their own desires.

Qi Xing was actually unable to refute this for a moment. Because this "logic," he actually "understood" it himself when he thought about it.

Then again, having Lady Remina, who is basically the wife of an ancient tyrant and overlord, say such things—isn't that a bit of a hellish joke?

After all, one of the reasons Grand Duke Vlad III was rumored to be a vampire in later generations was that he really levied heavy taxes and engaged in mass killings for the sake of war. Whether they were enemy nationals or Romanians who resisted him, he treated them all the same, impaling them on stakes and looting all their money.

"I know why he doesn't value the lives of those under him," Qi Xing frowned. "But why on earth did he suddenly stop caring about the 'Total Blackening of Rome' plan and just run away?"

Even if he is a tyrant, why did he want to build a paradise one moment, and suddenly the next moment start filming "Alien: Rome"? Was it because he felt the scenes in last year's "Alien: Romulus" weren't brutal enough?

"Why? Still don't understand?" Francesca laughed with an "Oh-ho-ho-ho!"

"It's because of you, [Rep-Man]!"

"After he finished the first battle with you, he had to rush back to the base in Herculaneum, preparing to wait for you, the other 'Silver Coin Messenger,' to come knocking, so he could have a world-shaking battle with you!"

These words finally left Qi Xing completely speechless.

Simply put, although his original plan was to destroy the "Association," destroy the Roman Curia, and turn Rome into a black paradise, after the first step was thwarted by Qi Xing, he changed his mind. He decided to go home immediately to prepare and wait for Qi Xing to attack.

"You've been hiding here maintaining the ritual, how do you know so much?"

Although Qi Xing asked this, judging from Francesca's Qi-sense, what she said shouldn't be a lie, and it also somewhat matched the impression Romanie Domingo had given Qi Xing so far:

A superpower-wielding tyrant is just like this. A person who possesses great power, does not restrain themselves in the slightest, and acts entirely according to their own whims, is just like this.

Kill if he wants to, start slaughtering on a whim. If he wants to █ anyone, he goes and █ them immediately.

A sudden idea pops up, wanting to create a paradise for his own race, so he goes and does it. Suddenly, he encounters something more fun, has other ideas, so he waves his hand, tosses it aside, and stops doing it! Goes home, gets ready to fight another powerhouse!

What about the subordinates currently in Rome? Do you think he really cares about these people who are "loyal to him"?

And before the fight, he has to kill all these mortal bones in Rome first! That way, [Master Leipu] will truly be able to focus, and enjoy a world-shaking battle with him to the fullest!

Damn it, Qi Xing now realized that this kind of human maniac was even more terrifying than a Loli Evil God like Samael. At least Samael didn't spend all day fixing bugs, only to suddenly get bored halfway through, delete the entire world, remake it into a Flat Earth version, and then delete it a few days later… although it might just be because she didn't know how to build a Flat Earth world… Perhaps that was why Romanie Domingo could control the silver coin, rather than being controlled by the silver coin.

"Then what about you?" Qi Xing could almost hear the Loli Evil God whispering in his ear.

"What kind of desire in your heart did you use to suppress my power fragments, and even defeat me, becoming a peer of Romanie Domingo, a [Silver Coin Messenger]?"

"I am not his peer!" Qi Xing gritted his teeth.

"Stubborn." The devil that only he could see muttered, blew in Qi Xing's ear, and hid back in the shadows.

Qi Xing then turned his gaze back to Francesca: "Anyway, since you've been hiding here maintaining the ritual, how do you know so much?"

"Looking at the current situation is enough to guess eighty percent of it." Francesca raised her eyebrows. "I am Romanie Domingo's magic technical consultant. Otherwise, do you think he could have created such a complex ritual in just a few short years, even with the power of the silver coin?"

"Although the 'Judas's silver coin' can provide great divine power and authority, only techniques must be practiced and learned by oneself."

As expected of a great vampire who had lived cautiously for five hundred years, Francesca even knew a little about the silver coin… Actually, the Dracula family also knew a little about it, which wasn't particularly strange.

"Romanie's original plan was to first kill all the 'Association' members, kill all the foreign mercenary wizards who might see through his ritual and break his spells. Then kill everyone in Vatican City, turn all the people in Rome into black people, and finally, in the Vatican, █ █ the land of Rome, and then █ █ the entire land of Italy, so he could turn the whole of Italy into a black paradise."

Using █ █ smeared with ice to █ █ Mother Earth, true NTR plowing, cuckolding the land of the entire country. This was indeed a realm Qi Xing could not imagine, nor did he intend to contemplate.

"Now these plans probably don't matter anymore. Anyway, Romanie's attention has already focused on you, [Rep-Man]."

Speaking of which, Francesca perked up and finally brought out her main course: "So, [Rep-Man], besides that, I also know a very important secret—"

"I know the true mythological archetype Romanie obtained using the silver coin, as well as what his authority and weaknesses are!"

!? These words finally shocked Qi Xing and Lady Remina, and even Elaine on the other side of the communication stone!

"How do you know everything?" Could this person actually be really powerful?!

"I, Francesca, in order to live and reach the apex, will never give up on any effort!"

Speaking of which, Francesca crossed her arms and wore a smug expression: "The above is the content of my speech—the remaining part requires a paid membership to watch."

"[Rep-Man], you can certainly interrogate me with torture. As long as you torture me severely, it's only a matter of time before I divulge the information."

"But I am, after all, a vampire who has lived for five hundred years. If you waste time, can you say that a [Silver Coin Messenger] won't cause some trouble again? Romanie was originally willing to lurk and do things in private because he wanted to build an Italian black paradise. But now, he's too lazy to continue playing this game. He's just idle right now."

"So, the current situation is undoubtedly a 'once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity' for you."

Hearing this, who couldn't understand what Francesca meant?

Qi Xing rubbed his temples and asked with a frown: "Let me confirm your request."

"Let me escape!"

"No." Qi Xing said coldly, "You assisted in Romanie's plan, harming thousands upon thousands of people. Setting you free would make me very unhappy."

His words were simple, but decisive, as if a sharp blade were pressed against Francesca's neck. In an instant, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

"But I can allow you to live, under supervision within the 'Association,' assisting with exorcism missions."

Tsk. Making me a combat slave for the Roman Curia? Francesca obviously couldn't accept such a life… but since she had been caught by [Rep-Man], she couldn't be too greedy. And, after all, living was the most important thing.

"Fine, but I also have one additional condition." She sighed, the smile on her face disappeared, becoming somewhat stiff. "You cannot force me to answer questions, or use other means to probe into my past history and identity."

? Why? Could it be that you have some dark history that, once known, would make us unable to handle it and kill you?